Beneath your words corruption lies
Will you set fire to the skies
When will you see that your tongue's forked
I am the witness in his court
The sinners, have spoken
Against what they see as a blight
But I know, what they don't
And yet they know they're right
Free your judgment, save your soul
The world is full and true and whole
The blackness beckons you away
Towards all the truths that you won't say
The sinners, have spoken
Against what they see as a blight
They're waiting, at the gates
You know they think they're right
You filter lies, deafen cries
For help you shield your eyes
From anyone who cries bigot
And points you to the flies
Hypocrites, elect and orange fool
And turn your cheek
To all those who bring new
Accusations each week
As you stand, at the gates
Say you were right
Ignoring, others needs
You've seen the light
The poor are, all to blame
Money is might
But I can't, say the same
Though you think you're right